It is magical. Other-worldly. Sheer perfection.
I can hardly wait to have you in my mouth, but first, I have to rub you against my cheeks, my lips, my nose…I need your scent on me. I take deep breaths, telling myself to memorize your smell because it is *oh so special* to me. My eyes are usually closed because it is so overwhelming that I get to do this with you. But I open them because I want to see every wrinkle, every fold, every birthmark, every little detail that completes you.
When I finally taste you, the whole world melts away and it is just me and you in this moment. Your groans, your moans, your words, the way you thrust, the way you hold back, the way you push forward— it is everything to me.
I want all of you. So I want to lick further down and indulge in a treat— those heavy, hot, aching balls. Sometimes, I’ll even dip my tongue into that lil crevice and swirl it around your ass. But I have not forgotten that spot between your balls and ass; how I love to tease that spot and hold you still as I grab your thighs.